See? Porn sex “I’ll never call you kiddo again…” he taunts. His smile causes a warm, bubbly feeling to creep through my stomach and chest. He feels even bigger than he did when I held him in my hand. There is no way it could fit, but still he presses against me. Soon, the pain resides as he stretched out my butt. He tends to the horse quickly, glancing frequently at the door. I stick out my tongue at him in mock anger, but I’m actually enjoying the attention and the closeness. I scream. “So, what do you think?” he asks abruptly. Time for dinner!” We jump, and he pulls out in one swift motion, and I shriek. They circle the rafters, darting in and out through the open window and lancing across a dusty shaft of sunlight. Encouraged, I begin flickering my tongue over the smooth head, feathering it along the sensitive underside of the shaft, and even darting the tip of my tongue into the tiny hole at the end. Don’t use your teeth!”
Hesitantly, I do as he says. A grin splits Brad’s face. I can barely make out anything from this distance, but I see enough to answer my question. At first my eyes, accustomed to the brightness by the window, are unable to make out any details in the dimness
